By now found myself finishing the third beer. When the hot tub timer finished I climbed out, opened my fourth beer and sat on a bench and leaned again...st the wall. As I was taking sips of my beer I began slowly stroking myself. I was incredibly hard. I knew for sure that I was going to stroke that thing off before I left here for my room. I was still fantasizing about Barbara as I stroked. Thinking about her sucking me and me kissing my way down to her thighs. Thinking about sliding into. Along the way, I passed by two cops. I waved merrily at them and laughed at them as I continued past them with my precious cargo. Soon, I was at the dark, uncomfortable but totally deserted area under the overpass. I opened the sack and pulled my unconscious companion out from it, laying her on the ground. I pulled off her shoes and admired her slim and sexy body. She started to stir and moan so I put the tazer to her flat belly and gave her another dose of voltage which quietened her. Then he laid down and closed his eyes. Soon this nightmare would be over with. Soon everything would be back to normal. As he laid there, he felt the cool fingers of a hand beside him, tracing their way up his thigh. He wanted to say something, but the feelings increased. The fingers moved soon from his inner thigh to his crotch, tracing their way around, teasing him with a twitch or a tickle before moving back. Then a finger, a single finger, moved between his legs. John felt his two sensitive. Chain you...whip you.." Aaaaah! Oooooh!" my fair head tossed from side to side as I wailed mylonging, not caring how I sounded to the giggling, sneering servants, inwhose iron grip I remained. My silk-stockinged thighs began to rub togetherwith an erotic hissing sound.Helen's lovely hand worked its dark magic, now teasingly frigging myconsiderable shaft. Oh God, I shall climax, I suddenly thought, but did notcare. I was the utter captive of my aching need.Helen's other hand tickled and teased.